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I think I finally got enough money in the bank to get a place of my own. Anyone looking for a roommate? I'm pretty quiet and stay out of the way. Easy to live with.

Zev, sweetie, I had a such a fabulous time during our hot date and stuff. BUT? Hi. I think when we were in the restroom, I probably shoved my panties in your back pocket since I didn't want to fling them around in the coffeehouse potty room and I need them back now. They're not exactly cheap.

I wasn't sure how to get a hold of you since we didn't exactly exchange numbers as much as we exchanged kinky things. And then ran like hell in the opposite direction because REASONS. =D OK SO IF YOU WANT THEN YOU CAN MAIL THEM BACK TO ME ASAP THNX. ♥

Edit: OMG I GUESS WE'RE SUCH PERVS OK? Some people should avert their eyes before they burn if they're easily offended. SRS FACE YOU GUYS. I already had to block some principal person or something!

Getting asked to run vet errands for your boss's crazy cat, and being clawed to pieces while he has his acupuncture treatment, no seriously, the damn cat had accupuncture, I don't even want to know what he's spending on this crap, does have its upsides, surprisingly enough. Does anybody crashing at my palace of nuclear protection mind very much if I bring home the kitten they had up for adoption? He's actually kind of already camping out under my desk, but could become one of the office cats for now if it's a thing I guess.

He's also really, really cute?

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I mean, it takes a lot harder heart than mine to say no to a face like THAT. No idea for names yet.

Friday night.... usually I'd be out playing somewhere with my band, but now I'm stuck at a dive bar serving drinks to drunks who don't tip well. #firstworldproblems #fml

Guess who lost another job today? Oh. And my band broke up. Which also means I've been kicked out of my apartment.

Barton, you're an asshole first of all, and thanks for that. I need an asshole in my corner, pushing me and all my buttons. Holy shit, that sounded sexual, and I apologize. It's too early and I spend way too much time with troubled kids now that it's my sole job, so I'm starting to think like them.

Not that I wasn't in their position a couple of years ago, but you know. It's weird from the other end, sort of getting them, and with their logic making perfect sense, but not wanting to admit to feeling that way too, because I don't want to reinforce them being destructive little bastards either here, or in society. I feel sort of like a hypocrite, hell, I definitely am one, but I'm trying here, and generally, we're doing good.

All the same, they need the kind of push I'm getting, and it's a lot easier to give them that when I have some idea of how it works. I'm actually thinking of moving in as full time staff. I don't have the credentials, so I can't therapize, and there's no way I could get into college to get the degree, but I'm still able to at least assist and talk them through things and handle day to day shit, and apparently I'm getting good at that.

Sometimes, I think my life is going to shit, but then I look around, and I'm reminded how much shit it used to be, and how much better it's gotten, and, I don't know. Maybe I want to show the kids that they can do that too, or maybe I want them to feel less alone, or maybe I'm trying to make up for my own fuck ups in life, but here I am and what started as a kind of whim turned out to be the best thing I have ever done with my life, EVER.

On the other hand, I'm sort of starting to see what Oliver went through with me, considering I wasn't an easy kid by any means. My parents were dead, I was fucked up, and I'm stubborn and pretty hard headed and an asshole at the best of times, and adding hormones to the mix...I was probably about as hard to deal with as a couple of my challenge kids, and, well. It makes me want to apologize to him every time I talk them down or smooth things over.

It's not so much guilt that's driving it now as a sense of, well, wanting to know what he would do. Is that insane? Am I crazy for wanting to talk to somebody I thought I hated to run some questions by him, and let him know what I've been doing, and that I finally know what it was like for him?

I'm starting to get into this way deep, and sometimes that scares me too. It's like I don't know who I am anymore so I'm wanting to reach out to something that I had before and sort of clinging to nothing in particular. Why does change have to be so hard when suddenly everything else is clear? I'm determined to do this right, but on the other hand, I want to have it done right NOW.

Anybody else get shit like this?

Anyone know where a fellow can find a good spot to play darts? I mean, there's always Google, but I prefer recommendations.

Today, my ass got fired from Hot Topic. Turns out my manager heard me bitching to Cullen all about the "fucking pansy ass pastel wearing brony psychos who come in here to idolize an idiot full length commercial for a preschool toy".

...I know, I know. The bronies here are going to eat me now or something. And I didn't mean it to slip out. It just kind of...did. What really cinched it was the part where I told said manager how sick I was of her damn wigs cause she's not fooling anyone by pretending to be a fat fuck's excuse for an anime princess" and how Gothic Lolita makes her elephantine ass look even bigger.

I mean...What?

Not that I loved the job but it was helping pay the bills besides the ranch. Let's hope I don't fuck up when I go over there today. I actually like that job, even if I bitch about the kids there.

1) Pay rent
2) Rescue vinyl from pawn shop.
3) Prepare script for big thing at work.
4) Do dailies.
5) Clean apartment.
6) Look into Pet Deposit.
7) Raid.

So uhm. I apparently own a bar now. A certain someone decided he wanted to travel.

There will be redecorating!

And renaming. I'm thinking The Green Maid.

I'm so screwed.

Hot yoga is something of a thing now. I really don't think I enjoy it much. Bending is fine, but sweating that much while bending is just stupid.

Oh, I'm Eowyn, by the way. Nice to meet you all.

I lost my fucking job today. Typical. Anyone know of a place hiring bartenders?

Hey Varric, remember me? I had my birthday at your bar and my band and I played a couple of songs. Well, it's our guitarist's birthday and he wanted me to ask if you'd be willing to do something like that for us again? It's in a week so we can actually advertise this time and hopefully bring more people in to the bar.

Last night was probably our biggest gig yet. and that's only because it was St Patty's day and Thanks to everyone who came out to celebrate with us.

[Alice]
The gig is yours if you still want it.

I didn't want to make a big deal out of it or anything, but my 30th birthday was on Monday. My band and I are going to be drinking and maybe have an impromptu gig (if the owner will let us) at Mad Dogs and Englishmen on Saturday. If any of you want to stop by for a drink, you should. We'll be there all day and night.

Without it...who knows what you'd be seeing? I'm Thor. Yeah. Thor. As in...Thor. I know I know. My parents are wyrd. Heard about this net thing in class and signed up on a whim. I like animals and horses and I'm going to be a vet. So uh. Words. Words are hard and this is akward. But you know. I'm here and stuff?

...that took me a lot longer than I want to really think about.

There is not enough coffee in the world for this Tuesday morning. Note to self, never let Maeglin convince me staying out till 4 in the morning on a Monday is a good idea ever again.

this really is no one's week, is it. every corner of the internet i look at someone has managed to be injured, sick, or just having a bad time of things. i busted up my hand a little and so am not bothering with the shift key, not that i always do anyway.

but it was totally my own fault i got bit. everyone makes dumb mistakes sometimes! we've got a puissance coming up and so i was trying to be sure that adagio's attitude was well in check. and so of course he did quite the number on my pinky as a result, since i was doing exactly what i teach most people not to do. at least accidental horse bites totally don't phase me anymore, not in the slightest.

according to most of my friends i need to now take a break because of that show in a week, and stop working too hard, and go do something fun. too bad i have no ideas about something that's fun that doesn't ... also involve either working or requires enough energy i can't call it a break.

I posted some flyers up around town, but I thought I'd post here too. Dark Skulls, the band I play bass for, is looking for a new lead singer. We're a death metal band, been together for way too long and have a lot of connections in the area for gigs. If anyone is interested we're holding auditions next weekend at our place. Message me for more details.